I wonder why the radio engineers who climb the towers on skyscrapers donāt take GoPro videos?
Then again, the radio engineers Iāve known tend to be older guys not hip enough to own a gopro, but completely crazy enough to climb to the top of the antennas on the Sears tower during a wind storm.
Well, thereās this 1700 foot climb shot in HD, where the guy is at least tethering himself at every rung.
And then thereās this 360p footage of a technician free-climbing a 1786 foot mast which is utterly bloody terrifying. From the point where he exits the steel framework onto the outer rungs to the end of the video, my testicles are doing their best to retract into my abdomen. At the very top, he stands on a plate about 18 inches square and LETS GO WITH BOTH HANDS TO TETHER HIMSELF. AAUGH!!!
Edited to add: that moment where the commentator says, apparently with complete lack of irony, that āIf a stormās blowing through, thereās no quick way downā.
Itās not that quick. I once was in a hot-air balloon which had a little platform from which a couple intrepid skydivers jumped. We watched them in freefall for way too long, expecting to see a little puff of dust like in the old Coyote Roadrunner films, but they finally opened their chutes.
I find videos like this terrifying. Itās fascinating to me though as I watch it, I know that one day no matter what I do Iām going to die. I might as well be up doing it, for all the good worrying about it is going to do me.
A few weeks ago I started taking the stairs up to my office on the 31st floor each morning. Iām so fucking dizzy by the time I get to my desk, I canāt imagine then climbing a slippery crane.
Hot air balloon. Your life held aloft by a giant cloth bag, made out of thin, easily melted nylon, kept inflated by the heat from a giant column of open flame